She blushed. "Sorry..." She looked at him again, taking a deep breath, which made her wings move a bit underneath her robe. "...is...this better?" She was still trying to get used to being this close to a real Demon.

"Angels are supposed to embody hope and peace at least in the minds of humans. If you have the confidence, you could win over the refugees her with a single speech. You certainly have the potential to be an angel from human legends. A good rule to remember is that humans follow ideas more than logic. If you act like the benevolent angels of fairy tales people will follow you."

Leading? Leon was talking about manipulation, but she is young and innocent. The thought must not have crossed her mind.

"I understand. Sorry for putting you on the spot like that. How is you disguise working around humans?" Her disguise is good but worthless around me. I read a person's aura before looking them in the face. Her outfit has some credit to it though. I guess I wouldn't have suspected her of being an angel with out my senses.

She looked back to the camp. "They seem to think me a traveling nurse...or miracle worker, by the sounds of their admiration sometimes. I hide the fact that I am healing wounds with magic by imitating the prayer motions the humans use." She looked at him again, going red again. "P-please forgive the rudeness...but I must stretch my wings..." She took off her robe, certain they were out of sight of any humans that might pass along, and extended her large white wings. All that clothed her now were undergarments meant for humans, but suited her just fine.

Leon looked on unabashed. He was more fascinated with her wings than the girl they were connect to.

"Angel wings are suppose to hold magical properties right? Something about good fortune." he asked as he examines the pair before him. "Do they work like bird wings or do they simple ride drafts in the wind?" He stepped closer. "No specialized feather, so silent flight is near impossible." Leon sighed. "Why are angel wings so much better than demon wings?"

"Sorry," Leon gave an apologetic smile. "By my nature I secure any knowledge can get." Regardless of the mean...legal or illegal. "It is an old saying but knowing is half the battle. I usually take this to heart. I explore a town thoroughly when I enter it. I constantly look for libraries, information centers, and databases. It give you an overwhelming advantage in the long run."

She nodded, and satisfied that she'd stretched her wings enough, withdrew them to put her robe back on. "M-my wings are not to be toyed with...regardless of what you have to offer me in return..." She would only allow Dimitre to handle them.

"Sorry, but I am not that kind of guy. I seek information not restraining orders." Leon was smart enough not to touch another person's belongings be it a book to a shirt. These action would most likely be followed with harsh or embarrassing situations.

"Right..." She looked at him. "...what were you asking about my wings again?" She rarely took her robe off in front of strangers, but with near constant exposure to humans, they had been hidden under her robe for over two days...they needed to be exercised.

"I was asking if they had magical properties, the feathers at least." Leon chuckled. "I was trying to compare what I knew about animal wings to yours and to my demon wings. There are a few differences."

She blushed. "Th-the feathers...when given willingly, are said to have protective properties...and I fly just fine with them, thank you very much..." Compared to an animal's wings? She was not a prized pet...

"I see, what I find interesting is that the wings of angels are that of birds of prey like owls, hawks, and eagles. They have feathers. Demon wings are just a membrane though like bats and dragons. A evolutionary difference or an advantage?" Leon kept mumbling deep in thought.

"The difference between our wings...you can see mind because I suppress my form..." Leon trailed off looking at the angel in confusion. "Why don't you suppress your form anyway? It would be more natural that trying to cover your wings with your robe."

Leon puts his hand to his face and let's out a small groan. He had assumed she needed to have her wings out to help people...with suppression came suppressed power.

"Yes, both demon and angel can suppress their wings. It's like a dragon or beast taking on human form. We lose power but we look human. Power for normalcy. Not the best trade off but better than most." Leon looked at her tapping his chin.

"I do not..." She looked at him. "...I...kind of ran away from home to go live with and study humans when I was seven...mother or father did not teach me much beyond a basic healing spell...that I still haven't quite mastered."